Brandon Anderson





I bought this fitness app a couple of months ago. it’s a thing that combines the use of cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) with tools to track calories, exercise, steps, and all that other stuff. I’m glad Richard Simmons didn’t have to compete with the convenience of a
by Brandon Anderson
There was always one rule that stood firm, a timeless directive that was followed by young and old alike: Quiet Time
by Brandon AndersonOne early June afternoon, I got a call from my big sister. She told me that she had something to tell me, her voice growing shakier with each word. She took a breath and told me that my father was dead. The memory of that day just drifted in last
by Brandon Anderson